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Dirtfur
This whole situation was incredibly frustrating, but she wouldn't shove her way into it without Duskstar's word. All she could do is sit here and watch, hoping that Duskstar threw that 40 moon old kit down to them to tear apart, like he deserved. So when Birdchatter called to her, a wolfish grin sprouting on her muzzle. "
It'd be my pleasure."
Permission from a clanmate was good enough. Shouldering her way through the crowd, the hulking she-cat leaped right up onto the Highpeak with a single, powerful bound. Now when I say Rootstone is big, I don't mean she has a lot of long fur. I mean she is
big. There was a reason she was known as the bully during her apprentice days.
"
Hey fox-breath, no one here is rallying with you. You're wasting your hot, stinking breath on no one and you're honestly pissing me and everyone else off. So why don't you step down." Following her words, Rootstone went for a swift, hard headbutt to the tom, attempting to spill him to the ground below.